If Only I Brought My Own Chair.....

Well, It's that time of year again. Parties galore..... and not the fun adult kind, the preschool kind. My disclaimer..... So you won't think that I'm a horrible mom or just a brat in general, I blame it on the pregnancy.
Garrett had his first preschool party that the parents were invited to. Oh yah! (that is sarcastic) We were invited 1 hour and 15 minutes before preschool was over. (that is precious time to a mom of 2 and huge with child) We were asked to bring our own lunch and come to his class room. All I could imagine was sitting scrunched for 1 hour 15 minutes in their tiny tiny little chairs bringing on one contraction after another. I asked(pleaded) Pete to go, but he was out of town today, I was out of luck. I spent my preschool morning getting ready, packing my lunch and heading back over to the school I just came from almost 2 1/2 hours ago. Pete suggested that I bring one of our green fold up camping chairs. Seriously!? Men are so different. Can you imagine me, 8 months pregnant hauling in my own chair to sit in because I'm too big for theirs? I laughed right in his face and he began to say I was being vain and I said "actually, your right, in this instance, I will say that I am too vain to bring in my extra large chair for my extra large pregnant booty". I will sit and suffer and act like I am thrilled to be there. ( I know, can you say "Bitter... table for one?") Any how, I came, we ate, I was "there" for my youngest. All is well and I didn't go into labor.
I can't wait til next month... Thanksgiving pilgrim parties for two of them and then there is Christmas and then Valentines then Easter. It's never going to end... I guess it's kind of ironic, once they get older they will be invited to parties and won't want me there and I will be trying to spy and find a way to be involved and squeeze into some place to check on them.

October Fun

No Picture

There will not be a picture but I do want to give you a visual of "can you imagine"...
Marschall had preschool today and I was going to come home and take it easy with Garrett. When we drop off the boys we don't have to take them inside, we just pull up and they hop out. I decided that I wouldn't have to get dressed, it would be a quick trip and I would be home before I knew it. I would only see the director and I was okay with that. So this is a little glimpse to what I looked like...
I had just rolled out of bed, I had on Pete's huge white t-shirt, velour gray workout pants, pink slippers with tacky little rhinestones and my hair pulled back into a mess. Keep in mind I am 8 months pregnant, it takes a lot for me to look pulled together when I am trying. I had spilled coffee down the front of my shirt and had no underneath support on, if you get my drift. I looked beautiful to someone that was half blind and 100 meters away.
We had plenty of time, however we got stuck behind a small wreck. I started to get a little nervous, starting to get anxious of being late. As I was pulling up to the church there was no one around in the car pool line.... no one. I started saying aloud "OH,no, Oh no, this cannot happen, what am I going to do!" Marschall started getting really concerned, I couldn't even address him at this point. I was thinking if I have to take him inside I will die.... just die.
As I peeled a wheel into the car pool line, I was frantically thinking maybe Marschall could just stand there and beat on the door until someone came out. Then my Hallelujah moment happened, the director came out of the door towards my van, (it was like slow motion) and all my fears of vanity washed away.
Whew, I still have on my lovely outfit, I have til 12:45 to make myself look presentable.

Palin Rally



Pete and I dropped in on the Sarah Palin rally at Elon yesterday. We were on our way to Mebane and swung into the rally right as she was getting ready to speak. It was fun, she is quick on her feet with her jokes. It was nice to hear all the cheers and jeers when she gave her speech without having the liberal media in our ears raking her over the coals.
I felt very patriotic and am looking forward to our Election Day Bash!


EARLY VOTING SCHEDULE
OFFICE SITE
DATES, TIMES AND LOCATIONS:

Thursday & Friday October 16 - 17................................................ 8:00 a.m.-5:00 p.m.
Monday – Friday October 20 - 24............................................... 8:00 a.m.-5:00 p.m.
Monday – Friday October 27 - 31............................................... 8:00 a.m.-5:00 p.m.

Old Courthouse - Blue Room Washington Terrace Park
1st Floor, Blue Room 101 Gordon St- High Point
301 W. Market St- Greensboro Thurs. & Fri., Oct. 16-17 ONLY
(see below for remainder of schedule)


ADDITIONAL SITES
DATES, TIMES AND LOCATIONS:
(Authorized by G.S. 227.2(g))

Sunday October 19………………...………………….12:00 p.m.-4:00 p.m.
Monday – Friday October 20 – 24………………………………10:00 a.m.-6:30 p.m.
Saturday October 25....................................................... 10:00 a.m.-3:00 p.m.
Monday – Friday October 27 - 31............................................... 10:00 a.m.-6:30 p.m.
Saturday November 1..................................................... 10:00 a.m.-1:00 p.m.

Ag Center (Barn) Barber Park- Simkins Pavilion Brown Recreation Center
3309 Burlington Rd- Greensboro 1500 Dan’s Rd- Greensboro 302 E. Vandalia Rd- Greensboro

Bur-Mil Club (Clubhouse) Craft Recreation Center Jamestown Town Hall
5834 Bur-Mil Club Rd- Greensboro 3911 Yanceyville St- Greensboro 301 E. Main St- Jamestown

Leonard Recreation Center Oak Ridge Town Hall Pleasant Garden Town Hall
6324 Ballinger Rd- Greensboro 8315 Linville Rd- Oak Ridge 4920 Alliance Church Rd- Pleasant Garden

Roy Culler Senior Center Washington Terrace Park
600 N. Hamilton St- High Point 101 Gordon St- High Point


Saturday October 25....................................................... 10:00 a.m.-3:00 p.m.
Monday – Friday October 27 - 31............................................... 10:00 a.m.-6:30 p.m.
Saturday November 1..................................................... 10:00 a.m.-1:00 p.m.

Courtyard at Oak Hollow Mall Friendly Shopping Center (next to Barnes & Nobles)
1000 Mall Loop Rd- High Point 3106 Northline Ave- Greensboro

Gateway University Campus Gibsonville Fire Station Greensboro Coliseum
5900 Summit Ave- Greensboro 218 Piedmont Ave- Gibsonville 1921 W. Lee St- Greensboro

NC A&T St. University Trotter Recreation Center
202 University Circle- Greensboro 3906 Betula St- Greensboro

Desperate Times call for Desperate Measures.....
I need boy name suggestions. It's that plain and simple. We have a few boy names that we like but nothing that is like "Oh my gosh, that is it!"
I will say we seem to be kind of picky. Here are the requirements.....

2 syllables
A last name that can be used as a first name
Would like for it not to start with a M or a G
Something that will go with the middle name James
Remember our last name is Uber, it's a hard one to match something with

Other than that, anything is an option :)
Even send me names that are in your own family, even if you don't like the name I want to hear it!!! either email me or post it in the comments section


Forever grateful......

I hope there is room for one more!

By the way great debate last night. I've yet to mention my love for politics especially in an election year. I've got the bumper sticker to prove it ;)

It's Been a Ghost Town....

I know, how long has it been? Our September has gotten away from me. I have kept checking people's blogs but have not been too inspired lately to write. I guess you can say things have been pretty low key, no emergency trips to the doctor of any sort.
Changing subjects.....I am already eagerly awaiting to start working on my post baby figure. I guess it's because I have been around my sister who had a baby 6 weeks ago and is fitting back into all of her jeans, no mushroom cap or muffin top either. The other day she told me she was released to run (she runs marathons and triathlons and any sort of lons that include moving). She ran four miles the other day and said she wasn't quite back to her 7 minute miles yet. Sheesh! I remember I ran 1 mile in high school and it was under 8 minutes. She reads my blog and I am okay with talking about her somewhat behind her back.
It maybe think of a picture I came across not too long ago. I seriously wonder if she actually carried the child, maybe she had a velco baby bump and had a surrogate deliver for her. Leave it to me and my scenarios, but seriously, can anyone be this skinny after having a baby? I remember thinking right after I had my babies that I felt like I could be a bikini model. Yes, you read that right. You just feel so light and skinny. Now looking back I could have maybe been a bikini model for the "before shot" to some diet plan on TV. I may do that for some accountability, take a before shot before I start working out again and see how far I come over the next few months after having him. That may be a little weird but it would probably keep me moving. I don't diet and will never diet. If I think about watching what I eat I will eat more than I would have in the first place. I like to eat healthy and I don't mind working out, so that will be my plan. I just may need to spend more than 30 minutes at the gym. I will say that I did say "no" to a thickburger my husband brought home, he's evil sometimes. Not really, he always says he likes to see me eat but if I kept those in my diet I would have a mushroom cap forever.

First Day of school 2008

Passing On....

My dear grandmother on my mom's side passed on last week. I've grown up with 3 of my grandparents. They have all lived in Greensboro my entire life. I would spend the night on a regular basis with my mom's parents when I was little. I remember shopping trips, getting to watch Dallas and Falcon Crest on Friday nights, and yummy Saturday morning breakfasts. My grandmother hosted most of our holiday celebrations. She even helped watch our boys when I worked some in the mornings. She was a very present part of my life. I will miss her and there will be a huge absence in our future family celebrations.
Thankfully, she knew Jesus and I think she grew to depend on Him a lot in her later days. Her pastor had met with her a few weeks ago when she was declining rapidly. During her service yesterday, the pastor mentioned that she had picked out the scripture readings and the hymns that we sang. It was really comforting knowing the scripture that was read was important to her and the songs we sang she had worshiped her God to.
After my mom had told me she had died, I began wrestling with doubt. Huge questions began to overwhelm me. I began to say , "Oh Lord, may the new life in heaven be all that we think it is, may it be real and true". That Thursday morning, I asked the Lord to confirm my faith moment by moment. I asked for confirmation that He is who says He is. Big request huh?
A few moments later, I pulled Marschall aside to tell him about his Maw-Maw. I happened to sit down with him in our bedroom, on my grandmother's hope chest she had given me a few weeks ago. As I sat there, trying to explain death to a 5-year old, I was overwhelmed with God's mercy and comfort. I got this picture of hope. Our faith is based on hope in Him; in God's gift of His Son, in His death, in his resurrection and in His return to come back. God has given us His hope through His Spirit. We cannot contrive this through emotion, it is a gift through Him who lives in us that know Him. (Rom 5:5)
So whether my faith waivers or is strong as a mighty tower, He has given me an anchor to hold on to. Hebrews 6:19 says "this hope we have as an anchor of the soul, both sure and steadfast, and which enters the Presence behind the veil"... I am holding on tight to that anchor and thankfully when my grip begins to loosen His Spirit in me shows me the "Presence behind the veil". My God is faithful, even to let me rest in Him, on an old piece of furniture that we call a hope chest.
Marschall often asks questions about Jesus; what He looks like, what heaven will be like and when will we get to go? I can't help see the wonderment in his eyes and get excited myself. I am confident my grandmother is experiencing heaven to it's fullest. I take great comfort in knowing she is whole again and is seeing the face of God.

When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation,
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart.
Then I shall bow, in humble adoration,
And then proclaim: "My God, how great Thou art!"

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

Excerpt from the hymn How Great Thou Art

My Disdain for Wal-Mart

I know in the past I have mentioned how much I can't stand going to Wal-Mart. So I am checking out and this tiny tiny girl is ringing me up. She is probably 5'2" and weighs 90lbs and she is pregnant, I am not kidding. I though surely she is maybe 4 months. Even though she was tiny, her belly was definitely round. I was not going to even mention anything to her about her pregnancy... much less mine. Sure enough, she is like "When are you due"?, I casually let out a "whew" and say "November". Then my diarrhea mouth says "when are you due"? She says "October", I'm like
"wow you are so little!". She says "yeah... now I don't feel so bad". Geez, thanks for the compliment, just what I needed after my kid has screamed for 10 minutes not wanting to sit in his seat and the other one has hounded me during the whole shopping trip to get his UNO cards that I promised to buy him. I am done for the day. All done I say. I just want to sit in my bed and eat thickburgers for the rest of the afternoon.

My Poor Baby....

I know it's a little weird to post a picture of your hurt child for everyone to see but I had to do it. Listen to this....or actually read on.
Another long story...made short. Marschall accidentally hit Garrett in the head swinging his baseball bat yesterday afternoon. Yes, he about knocked his head off. We could tell right away it needed attention, more than what I could give. We all headed to the pediatrician. Keep in mind I have a 5 year old, almost 3 year old and I am 6 months pregnant. I don't do well moving fast or being in chaos these days.
Garrett is bleeding and Marschall is crying from feeling so bad. We had our hands full. Pete was able to go with me, thankfully. When you look closely at Garrett's pitiful teary eyed picture (why Pete brought the camera? because he is a sicko.) you will see something purple. One may think it is some sort of bandage, not so much. Instead of stitching his laceration, they glued it together. This is very common with close to the eye cuts. (This is the third time we have had this done). The doctor glued her purple glove to his head over the wound! Why purple, because the doctor was allergic to latex. It couldn't have been a nice beige glove.Seriously, do these kinds of ridiculous scenarios just happen to us? Come on!
Yes, she had to cut her glove off her hand and trim it back as close as she could to his forehead. She said it would just fall off in a few days. However, today Garrett fell trying to walk up the steps and landed on his eye and popped the cut back open. We couldn't see how bad it was because the glued glove was still on his head. I headed back to another doctor recommended by our pediatrician because we expressed our concerns with the wound opening back up. We weren't too thrilled with their laceration work either, so to speak.
The piece of glove is now off and his wound is on it's way to be healed, I think. As long as he can walk erect and stay away from swinging bats.

My Nieman Marcus cookies from TJ Maxx

I'll get to the meaning of my title in a bit. So here's the deal.....I don't like to bake because anytime I bake, I screw it up and it is gross. Let me share what I mean exactly.... I love cooking, with cooking you can always do some "doctoring" as I call it. Add a little more salt, pepper, butter ect to finish off a dish. However, baking you have to be precise, if it says to "sift dry ingredients" you better do some sifting. One time, I made a red velvet cake from scratch and it tasted like a huge ball of flour. I really think it was because I skipped over the sifting aspect of the recipe. With my hectic kitchen, what I mean by hectic is it is not a quite place of solitude, it is hard to concentrate. My kitchen is in middle of everything else going on in our family.
Here begins my latest disaster. On Sunday, my friend Shannon shared some of the ABSOLUTE best cookies I have ever eaten. I drilled her about how she made them and she begins to say,"It is a very simple and easy recipe". She may have even added "that you can't mess up". I'll have to ask her about that later.
She said it is the Neiman Marcus chocolate chip cookie recipe. Well, that peaked my attention enough that by today I had looked up the recipe and headed to the store. I said to myself, how hard can cookies be, seriously? Every child needs to remember their mom making homemade chocolate chip cookies. See the pressure!
After the kids were fed, I thought I will go ahead and get these done so the boys can have a little treat before they go to bed. Now if I was a "good mom" I would have let them help me. But I thought, I can't risk them messing up my yummy homemade cookies. Hindsight is 20/20.
I swear I read that recipe 3 times over, used my pointer finger to go over each line of the ingredients and the measurements. To make a very long story short.... In the first batch I realized I left out 1/2 cup of brown sugar. I thought I had my 1 cup measurer out, not so much. So, I take my second dozen that I had not put in the oven yet back in my mixing bowl and throw in the sugar and "re-mix" it, this is probably considered a baking no-no, I would imagine. I am literally praying over my kitchen-aide at this point. (Yes, I have a fancy mixer that I use to screw up all my baking concoctions, I'm sure it is embarrassed to be sitting out on my counter.)The second dozen goes back in, they look better and seem to be cooking well. I glance over the recipe again and realized I left out the salt. At this point all bad words to say have even left my mind. I am dumbfounded and am laughing to myself. I pictured myself sprinkling salt over them as they came out of the oven. My sweet, Marschall, who was none the wiser as all this was going on said my cookies were good. He has a whole dozen he can eat by himself. My positive spin is that they are healthy, they have 1/2 the sugar than regular cookies and less sodium!
So back to my title, I love TJ Maxx. However, you know how you will find a great name brand dress that looks perfect on the hanger, however when you try it on you realize the belt loops are empty because the sash is no where to be found? Yeah, just like my cookies, a little something is missing.

Lazy

I sure have been lazy blogging for a while. It seems I'm on a food kick. I went to the doctor today and to much my surprise my thickburger did not send me over the edge in lbs that I have gained, "whew". I'm still not going to indulge again, though.
Anyway, I am making my all time favorite dinner tonight. It seems fancy and little weird with the raw eggs yolks tossed in at the last minute but it is "super fantastic", as my good friend would say. It's even better if you have left overs the next day. I know of people that have put shrimp with this too and said it is good, I am not a huge shrimp fan. This is from my squeaky voice friend, Rachael Ray, gosh I love her, but I always have to turn down the volume when I watch her. Let me know if you try this! We like things pretty spicy so I always add more red pepper than it calls for. I don't quite use that much garlic either, 2 cloves or so.

Pasta Carbonara

Ingredients:
# Salt and freshly ground black pepper to taste
# 1 pound pasta, such as spaghetti or rigatoni
# 1/4 cup extra virgin olive oil (enough to coat bottom of pan)
# 1/4 pound pancetta (Italian bacon), chopped (I use reg. bacon)
# 1 teaspoon red pepper flakes
# 5 to 6 cloves garlic, chopped
# 1/2 cup dry white wine
# 2 large egg yolks
# Freshly grated Romano cheese
# Handful of finely chopped fresh flat-leaf parsley, for garnish

Directions:

1. Put a large saucepot of water on to boil. Add a liberal amount of salt and the pasta. Cook to al dente, about 8 minutes.

2. Meanwhile, heat a large skillet over medium heat. Add the olive oil and pancetta. Brown pancetta 2 minutes. Add red pepper flakes and garlic and cook 2 to 3 minutes more. Add wine and stir up all the pan drippings.

3. In a separate bowl, beat yolks, then add 1 large ladleful (about 1/2 cup) of the pasta cooking water. This tempers the eggs and keeps them from scrambling when added to the pasta.

4. Drain pasta well and add it directly to the skillet with pancetta and oil. Pour the egg mixture over the pasta. Toss rapidly to coat the pasta without cooking the egg. Remove pan from heat and add a big handful of cheese, lots of pepper, and a little salt. Continue to toss and turn the pasta until it soaks up egg mixture and thickens, 1 to 2 minutes. Garnish with parsley and extra grated Romano.

I should be ashamed....

So I don't really get too caught up in my baby weight that I gain. Yeah, sometimes I get a little disappointed when I've gained 6 lbs in a month but then other weeks/ months it evens out. My goal is to stay under a weight gain of 40lbs. Which is a pretty generous amount in most people's eyes. But hey I want to be realistic and not a fanatic. With my past pregnancies when I find out I'm pregnant, it is like an automatic 5 lbs jump on me with my positive test.
Needless to say, we found ourselves at Hardees on Saturday. Yes, Hardees. Who still eats at Hardees? We do, we both have an affection for their thickburgers. Those who know us, we always have restaurant coupons.
Of course, I ate my entire burger, I could have also eaten some fries if they had been ordered. I felt immediately guilty. In fact, I just looked up the nutritional value and here is why I should have felt guilty.

2/3lb Double Thickburger 1250 calories 90 grams of fat 2160 milligrams of sodium (were suppose to consume less than 2400mg a day)

So I know, cry me river. Never again.....I have posted about it and now this is my accountability.

PS I guess I need to quit complaining about my wedding rings not fitting because of my swollen fingers, geez!

My Mom to the Rescue....

Ya'll are going to think I'm a little either OCD or maybe a little slow. But when it comes to organization "behind the scenes" I falter big time. When Pete and I got married I was a "stuffer". I would stuff my socks(not matched), my underwear, bras whatever underneath necessity I wore all together in drawers. It was such a rat's nest. Pete gave me the suggestion that he would help. All he did was cut two pieces of a box off and divided my drawers for me. 8 years later that "process" is still working. I still have my little dividers that give me a side for socks (that are still not matched up), but a lot easier to find, an underwear side etc. I say "process" because that's what it is to me. It's an extra step for me to take.
This brings me to our pantry. Oh how I wish I had a before picture. I just didn't think it was that bad and that it wasn't going to look that different. My mom has been helping me to get organized before baby #3 comes. I get overwhelmed easily especially when it gets closer to delivery time. I love things to be orderly I just have a hard time getting there and sticking to it. My mom helped me rearrange all my cabinets. Wow, I didn't realize I was such a stuffer there too. I had casserole dishes with lids that matched other pots that were across the kitchen. You can imagine underwear and socks thrown together X 10.
I explained that as far as the pantry we needed to be real elementary. I wanted bins that were labeled. We have those nice white shelving organizing things that are in every newer home that is built. However, it has been my nemesis, everything falls over and won't stand up. It was like the Leaning Tower of Pisa. I kind of had a baking area and pasta area. But Pete could never find anything and so yet another source of frustration. Especially when people or I should say our family keeps the boys I want them to be able to find the snacks etc. So see below. Here it is and I LOVE it. I know it seems a little sparse because I am due to go grocery shopping. I realized this was the best time to organize when I didn't have a lot to pull out. As you can see my mom was way on board with this, her background is teaching kindergarten. Her handwriting and all. I have all of my cleaning supplies up top, along with activities for the boys to do(coloring, play dough etc) and then everything else below is our food. I think another plus to this way for categorizing, I will know what we are are in need of when I am making my list for the week to go to the store.
PS: (I spent $15.00 at the dollar store for all of my bins, I wanted white but I refused to go somewhere else and spend $3.99 each)

Mother of the Year Award

Yes, I most deserve this award. However, it would not be for being the "Best Mother", it would be more of an opposite of the "best mother of the year". Here goes my story...

Marschall hurt his foot, we think on Sat. He woke up Sunday limping. I'm thinking he's being a little dramatic, we tell him it will work itself out during the day etc. Monday we go to the Dairy Farm, he's still limping and it's starting to get a little worse. He is like hanging on me and complaining. I tell him at one point to "pull it together". To my defense there were no real signs of swelling.
I was suppose to take him on a little trip with just he and I to the mountains on Wed. to visit my best friend from college and her kids. I thought I may should take him to the doctor just to clear my conscious. So Tuesday, we go to the doctor and sure enough he had sprained his foot and strained one of his growth plates (whatever that means) it just didn't sound good. I felt terrible and am usually the mother that calls the nurse line anytime there is a fever or a weird bowel movement. This time, I wait it out, tell my child to pull it together and to basically be tough. Oh well, I kept thinking I was thankful it was not broken. If that had been the case I would not have probably shared any of this.

Our Trip to the Dairy Farm

My parents and I went out on Monday (when the weather was 100 degrees) and went to a local dairy farm. I love taking the boys on little mini field trips and exposing them to all sorts of things. Trees for instance, my oldest has asked me before why we only have one tree in our yard. Since then we now have four. I digress.. I thought a dairy farm would be very interesting and the best part we got to taste their homemade ice cream. Which indeed was the best part. Here are some pics. You will notice that you don't see any adult cows, they are shading themselves in the woods because it was so dang hot outside.

We Made It Back!

We had an awesome time. Better than I had anticipated! The boys were such good ages this year for the beach, next year will be a different story but I relished as much as I could with our family of 4 this year. I actually got to read two books, Pete and I didn't have to share a room with a pack n play and a little one and there were no injuries. Usually, within a week's time at home we have some sort of wound to care for. My sweet husband offered me to sneak away for a prenatal massage, which I had that thing booked as soon as I could. Below are some pics of our view and our family.

Beachbound

Talk about my Pocketful of Sunshine(the song that I have playing first), I know I am not 16 anymore, but if I was, I would really like to karaoke to this song. (not that I can sing, but I may have had enough gumption at 16 to pull it off)
The song seems "beachy" to me. We are headed to the beach for a week. We have gone with Pete's cousin and his wife and their 3 kids for the past 4 years. Since we are not just couples anymore and we have 5 kids between all of us, we make the most of it. We basically hole up in our beautiful rented home for the week, play hard all day, get the kids to bed and then comes the real maxin and relaxin. Which for us means, good grilled food, drinks (minus me this go round) and lots of cards and ocean watching. We use to go out to eat, but now with 5 kids, that would just not be a vacation or fun.
The kids are beside themselves, excited, which has made for a real long week. But we are getting there....I will need a vacation just from getting us all packed up and out the door. Pete and I are really going to try and not not have one packing up argument. I don't know if it's just us and our dominant personalities but when we try and load up the car for vacation and keep the kids at bay all heck seems to break loose? You can pray for Sat. am. Good times.

My Three Sons

Yes, it's true another boy for us! I really am excited and a little relieved in a sense. I get to do what I know how to do, raise another boy.
72% of you should not go to Vegas and bet! (See poll ratings)
All of his measurements are good, which I am extremely thankful. I am almost to the half way point. I was trying to get the theme song to the old TV show My Three Sons, but I couldn't find it. Imagine that. Am I the only one that would watch that show on TV Land? I guess I have been destined all along to have 3 boys :)